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"Does the young owner think that one day people will give up cultivating immortals?" Yin Miaomiao asked.

Song Zhiqiu said: "There are many possibilities, such as once the Taoist dynasty is lost, mortals will not be able to seek immortality. Over time, they will no longer be obsessed with ascension to ascend to immortality."

She asked, "What else?"

"In addition, the spiritual energy will disappear, and this will be the same." Song Zhiqiu thought for a moment and said strangely, "Somehow, I seem to think what you said has a deep meaning."

Yin Miaomiao asked without answering, “Why do ordinary people pursue immortality?”

Mu Tianguang gave the most common answer: "Get rid of life and death, and be immortal."

"Eternal life may not be the patent of immortals." Yin Miaomiao remembered the scene when she died. Organ cloning and transplantation was a common phenomenon at that time. The technology of frozen humans has also been very advanced. People generally believe that if science and technology continue to develop, even if they do not die, they will not die.

It's difficult, but extending your lifespan is no problem.

She said, "You can't deny that not everyone pursues immortality. Everyone has their own reasons for practicing Taoism. Some mortals are willing to go to Taoism because the world disappoints them or desires to explore the true mystery of the world."

He Wendao, who met in the mortal world in the past, is that Feiying’s master, since that is, he cannot say that he does not seek immortality at all. But the reason why he seeks immortality is more about knowing what the “Immortal World” is.

He looked. He had a strong curiosity about the truth of the world, so he said, "I will die in the morning when I hear the truth."

"The lost Taoist tradition and the disappearance of spiritual energy will only make people want to seek immortals but cannot, but they will never lack people to try. I think that when one day, people can live like gods as gods, winter can keep warm, summer

If you can escape the heat, you will suddenly be in the world, and you will be close to each other, and you can even extend your life without the pain of practicing Taoism. Then, even if the immortal path is placed in front of them, they may not be able to do it."

Everyone has different reasons for cultivating immortality, but if they want something they do not have to go through difficult practice, will anyone still be obsessed with cultivating immortality?

It's hard to say.

However, mortals are indeed moving forward on this road, and they have achieved one person through cultivation, but mortals are gathering the efforts of generations to get closer to the realm of God little by little. More importantly, this kind of

Power can be copied, popularized, and inherited, but cultivation must be started from one person, and no one is exceptional.

At present, monks are naturally stronger than mortals, but what about tens of millions of years later?

After a long silence, Song Zhiqiu said, "I thought that the 'destroyed immortals' must be because the world suffered a major disaster, so that the path of the road collapsed and fell down. But when you say it, it seems to be something.

The inevitable result.”

"This is just some of my personal shallow views." Yin Miaomiao pulled back the topic of breaking the reins and got back to the point, "The young owner of the manor should continue to talk about 'destroying the world'."

Song Zhiqiu thought about it and said, "The world was born from nothingness and eventually went to nothingness. It is a cycle of reincarnation and a circle, which is in line with the truth of the great way. Therefore, I think that the end of the world is the inevitable fate of every world. The problem is that Dai

What happened to the realm would force the monks to cross the other world, and what can I save them in the fourteen continents?"

Mu Tianguang said: "They are monks, and they should have encountered the disaster of 'destroying immortals'."

"If this is the case, then I will definitely not be able to guess." Yin Miaomiao smiled, "Mei Ji and the others are not strong enough, and what they do is not like stealing Taoist dictatorship, so... spiritual energy?"

This is the most likely answer.

But Song Zhiqiu frowned: "The spiritual energy is invisible, free from the world, and there are checks and balances of the laws of heaven. How can the spiritual energy of this world be guided to the Dai Realm?"

Yin Miaomiao thought, "Is there any possibility that he wants to steal any treasure that can gather spiritual energy?"

"I remember using the Five Elements Treasures to set up the spiritual array." Mu Tianguang hesitated, "Are you trying to say that they are doing business and calculating everywhere, but want to collect the Five Elements Treasures?"

Yin Miaomiao analyzed: "Since the spiritual energy is missing, the five elements that gather spiritual energy will definitely not be born, so it is normal to hit the abacus to another world."

"The premise is that they are indeed facing the problem of dissipating spiritual energy." Song Zhiqiu held the teacup, slid the foam all the time, thinking, "Although I also think this is the greatest possibility, because Xianchun also has a good chance of it,"

What I faced back then was a similar dilemma.”

Yin Miaomiao had heard him explain the fact that Xian Chun came from another world before, and now he simply retelled it with Mu Tianguang. He was also shocked by Da Chun's actions of changing the landform of Qiuzhou with his own strength.

"The perception of spiritual energy is much sharper than that of humans. Once the gate of the world opens, it will find a way out." Song Zhiqiu told the past lightly, "But it left early, and the trees took root again, so they were not happy.

It is nowhere to know what happened to him."

"At least it provides us with some ideas." Yin Miaomiao sighed with a wry smile, "Otherwise, I would really have a look at what they did."

Song Zhiqiu reminded her: "The situation in every world is different. What we discussed just now is based on conjectures, and the facts may go in the opposite direction. If you want to know why they came, you should ask them directly."

This is not something Yin Miaomiao can decide. She searched for Meiji and others for a long time, but they seemed to be steamed, and a shadow could not be found: "I have asked many friends to pay attention. If you have the chance, you will definitely have to go with them.

'Talk a good chat'."

When Song Zhiqiu heard this, he stopped talking and instead invited them to stay for a few more days to complete the friendship of the landlord.

They all agreed. According to the tradition of monks, they would not stay for a few more days when they visited others. Unless there was an urgent matter that they had to be, it would be a very rude move. What's more, Mu Tianguang had a thought since he learned that he was coming to Xianchun Villa.

, need to find an opportunity to do it.

*

The next day.

Mu Tianguang found Song Zhiqiu in the small garden behind Jianmuyuan. He stood in front of a rockery, thinking about something in a daze. When he got closer, he realized that it was not a stone mountain full of vines, but

The flower tomb

.

"Fellow Daoist Hanyu." Song Zhiqiu turned his head, with a considerate manner and gentleness, and always at the right place. "You avoid fellow Taoist Su Wei and come to find me, but what's the difficult thing?"

But Mu Tianguang couldn't answer immediately.

Song Zhiqiu didn't urge him and waited quietly. After a long time, he finally said, "I heard that Xianchun Villa has 'Forgetful Grass', and you can forget the pain of your heart when you take it."

"There is nothing in the world that can really make people forget their worries. If there is, they are all lie." Song Zhiqiu said slowly, "What you call "forget your worries", my name is "harm the soul", the god of man

Identify damage.”

Mu Tianguang was stunned.

"But some memories are too painful. Eliminating them is like cutting out flesh and healing wounds, which is also necessary." Song Zhiqiu's voice slowly brushed over, as if he heard Song Tao, "Whether it is necessary, it depends on whether it has really come here. step."

Mu Tianguang pursed the corners of his lips: "I want it, what do you want?"

Song Zhiqiu said: "Depending on what you give me. If the thing is good enough, I can even give you a 'soul-damaging grass' that can nourish the spiritual consciousness after the medicine is over."

His words made Mu Tianguang make a decision immediately, and he took out the jade bottle in his sleeve: "What about this?"

Song Zhiqiu took it and did not open it immediately. Instead, he gently rubbed it and felt the chill coming from the jade bottle: "This is..."

"A little bit of Taiyin essence." He said lightly, "Is it enough?"

"Enough." Song Zhiqiu got up, turned around and left, "Come with me."

Mu Tianguang followed, and when he was about to leave, he looked sideways at the stone tomb. Matsu Zhiqiu seemed to see it and said, "This is A Hong's tomb."

"My dear apricot is not red." Mu Tianguang read out the engravings covered with moss and frowned slightly, "My dear..."

Song Zhiqiu didn't explain, but just stood and looked at the green leaves and white flowers that fluttered in the wind. His expression was so calm that he could not see any fluctuations. There was nothing to be sad about. The new cauldron had been sent for many years, and it was also pure Yin. The body is just too low in cultivation and cannot play any role, so it is regarded as a maid to raise it.

This stone mound is located in a remote place and few people have set foot on it. He has not been here for many years. It is covered with moss and wild smoke and weeds. After all, the beautiful figure of the newcomer has replaced the old man's appearance.

He almost couldn't remember what Ah Hong looked like. Only in the depths of her mind were there, her clumsy and weird stubborn shadows.

He glanced at Mu Tianguang and thought to himself that most of the love in the world do not need to forget the worries, because time is the best medicine. No matter how strong love and hate are, they will eventually be covered with moss on the stone and disappear. Completely clean.

***

Soul-raising wood forest.

Xing Weihong has been able to completely escape from the soul-raising wood that she is living. Although she can't walk far away, her body's autonomy has returned. She stretched her arms like she was when she was alive, circled around the soul-raising wood, and enjoyed the long-lost free.

The person who taught her sword technique said: "I doubt whether you were a human before, and you looked like a vegetation transformed."

"I used to be a human, but I'm almost the same as something." Xing Weihong couldn't hear the sarcasm and answered seriously, "I haven't moved like this for a long time."

"Then you might as well practice swordsmanship."

She readily obeyed: "Okay."

Then he started daily practice again, for ten days, without rest until he was unwell due to excessive sunlight and was not in good condition.

She was very worried: "It turns out that I can't bask in the sun for too long."

"Your cultivation is too weak and cannot withstand the yang energy at noon. In the future, try to choose early morning or evening." He said, "However, the world of ghost cultivation is in the underworld, and you will go there one day."

Xing Weihong was shocked: "I will go to the underworld in the future? Why?"

"The underworld is rich in yin energy, suitable for ghost cultivators to survive. That is the world that belongs to you." He said, "Can you not want to go?"

Xing Weihong murmured: "I didn't think about going to go to other places... I've never left the house, I died the first time I came out."

He asked again, "Oh? Have you never thought about returning to your master?"

"Back to the young owner?" She was startled again and asked in disbelief, "Why?"

"You always say that you are still nostalgic for him."

"That's because I was a cauldron." Xing Weihong was puzzled, "I won't go to the villa, why should I go? I'm dead."

What she is useful to the young owner is the pure Yin body. Now she has no one else that is useful, just like withered flowers and smashed vases, with no value.

Even if she goes back, the young owner of the manor won't want her.

The maids in Jianmuyuan came and went several groups of people, always called "Zijiao", "Huang Shao", "White Plum" and "Qinglian". He would never miss the people who left, nor would he pay much attention to new people.

Sometimes, she felt that he was heartless.

How could he want a cauldron that has lost its value? So Xing Weihong never thought about going back to Xianchun Villa.

As for the underworld... "Are you going?" she asked.

"The ghost cultivators are all in the underworld." He said, "You are going there and defeating everyone."

Xing Weihong widened her eyes: "Defeat everyone??I??"

"Yes, this is your repayment for teaching sword skills." He said calmly, "When I was alive, I was the number one in the fairy world. Now that I am dead, my sword skills must also be the number one in Youdu."

Xing Weihong was stunned.